Decision *
As the meaning of what I uttered gradually sank into her mind, Auntie Yayoi actually remained stumped. She couldn’t answer right away. Her eyes started darting around, alternating between my face, my erection that she was already about to grasp and lastly, the door – or simply the direction of Mina’s room.
I expected her to react negatively right away. I mean, that’s what I thought earlier if ever I confessed to her. But that’s not what happened. Despite the supposed absurdness of it, the alluring woman started deliberating on her choices.
“Why do you want me? You’re Mi-chan’s…” And that’s all she could come up with as a response after half a minute.
Her eyes were filled with conflict yet the temptation must have been too much for her to bear.